An active hunter in Hokkaido was thrown into another world.

The next morning. I woke up from the dim before the sun was up yet, and it just continued last night.

I just want to wipe them out before the pigeons wake up and get better.

I have to be polite and avoid buying discomfort later because I am asking for your Lord's nomination.

You've also looked around on the roof where it's brightened up, dropped a few wings, and you're almost done.

I got away with it somewhat, but well the other guy is flying, I can't help it......

As a result, thirty-one were caught.

"Hey, good morning, did you get it?

I take a half-eyed look at the horsepower that came.

"Thirty-one. Confirm?

"No, that's fine. Take it home. Thank you, you can go home."

... No, that's all?

"... Um, what's the reward?

Don't go home.

……

The two of us will walk home on a stuffy foot through the city, which has begun to get busy in the early morning.

Stick it all in a magic bag, and only a bag with a pigeon's body grabbed Saran.

Nothing!

Normally this is what the nobles come to see and say thank you and praise me, this makes me familiar with the nobility and at first sight, it takes off the reward, and I can have a little good relationship with your wife and your son, right? -?

Nothing?

Seriously, nothing?

"What is reality like?"

"That's right..."

"Are all nobles what they are?"

"... don't get involved in the future."

"Let's do that."

You sat right in front of the Alliance door. I waited for it to open.

Get out of the way, I put a bag of pigeons on the buyout counter, and the two of us thought of Grandpa Buyer as best we could.

"I didn't buy the pigeon..."

"One big copper, two pieces."

"No, so that was our extermination, and he said he didn't buy out the pigeons"

"Call the Alliance Master"

"Okay, 'cause I got it"

Mr. Bal's here. What an interesting face you've got.

"Oh, that's when the horse number got mad at the lord and he told me to do something about it, and I didn't want to do it myself, so you pushed it on you guys. Because you're a lord, it feels like it's only natural for the people to work for the lord."

"We're not the people here."

"I know. I know. I'll pay for breakfast. So give me a break."

I ate it so bad.

You just have to figure out what happens when Saran eats for real, too, Mr. Bal.

You haven't slept much.

Congratulations on working, shall we take the day off already?

Saran and I are gonna walk around the back of the inn and the front.

"Ah! There it is!

The maid is drying the futon. It's a duvet!

It's like a duvet! I promised Saran. You're a duvet inn.

I'll just negotiate with the inn there to pick up your room so you can sleep in the daytime.

It's called the Rabbit Pavilion. Is it the promise of this city's inn to name the animal?

"Huh? Huh! And it's light!

Saran is pounding on a king-size bed.

"Yes, yes, it's dirty. Let's take a bath and clean it up."

"Yes."

... Twisting the faucet pours hot water into the tub, right?

Quite a technology. So there are water supplies and boilers.

Water supply and faucets have been around since Roman times, but it's amazing how hot water comes out.

That's an inn with three gold coins.

I let you enjoy the tap.

Was the pride of the rabbit pavilion a rabbit meat stew......

I missed eating because I fell asleep.

I'd like to stay again, but I don't have the money. It's a waste, isn't it?

What's a honeymoon that travels while you work?

Well, when it was noon and you went to the guild, you were making a scene.

They say the young hunters were hit by goblins.

One dead, one seriously ill, three just came back alive.

... goblins.

"We're getting the crusaders out! You guys volunteer!

There are more than twenty Hunters gathered before the Alliance......

You're all young. No one will raise their hand if Mr. Bal yells.

"Don't freak out! You can't defeat them in numbers."

……

"Saran, what's a goblin?

"Kid. He's a little more chick than Singh, he's got a stone spear, and he's in a cave with about ten or twenty. Red skin, naked, no hair and creepy. I have a tiny horn on my head. It sucks when you're surrounded by a group."

"Feeling like a monkey?

"What's a monkey?

"I mean, it feels like you've made humans smaller."

"Yes."

"Nobody volunteers! Show me what the hunter means!

"'Cause that's the third grade, fourth grade job!

"You're killing one person..."

"It's not our job!

"Gu..., no pity..."

Mr. Bal, the Alliance Master, finds us behind him and walks over.

"... you guys, can't you ask"

"Fine."

Saran nods lightly.

"Uh, you know, Mr. Saran?

"It's okay, it's okay. If we are now."

"I just want to go see how things are going for now. I'm out. Come with me."

If Mr. Bal is with you, surely......

"Okay."

Something is starting to scare me...

I guess I'm okay...

Put out the guild horse.

Give Saran the biggest horse in the guild. Mr. Bal and I are riding for two on another horse.

"Can't you ride a horse..."

I'll stick with Mr. Bal.

Saran is better off if you're gonna stick around anyway, but I'm not going to have a horse that can run with me and Saran on it.

"I can't use these young guys these days!

Mr. Bal yells as he runs his horse.

"It's all about bibibili!

"Are there no advanced hunters!

"I'm here! I paid him off and he rarely came back!

"What happened to running the guild?

"I'm always poor! Sorry!"

... you don't hang up.

In Japan, the hunting associations and gun stores are always poor.

Oblique Yang Industry.

In the city, some gun stores make money from enjoying crae shooting with guns like 10 million yen for rich people like doctors and politicians, but in the province, it's just a non-profitable business. You can tell by the ancient nature of the gun store building.

Run through the countryside.

"Close to the village... we need to do something soon"

Leave your horse with the farmer and step into the mountains.

Mr. Bal is a lightly dressed armor, a sword of great swing.

Saran has a sword on his bow and hips.

I'm a shotgun. I hid in Saran's back, sneaked out his magic bag and pulled it out.

I would replace it with a replacement barrel that I had prepared for this to happen.

Eighteen inch slug barrel. It's a flat barrel with no aperture, and it's a short barrel. It's also 8 inches (20cm) shorter than a regular shotgun barrel, so it's good to take around. It has a front sight and a rear sight (* 1) because it is a slug gun barrel.

Load this with a backshot of nine grain bullets, not a slug (* 2).

There's no aperture, so it should be more widely scattered than a regular shotgun barrel.

It's like a soud-off shotgun.

Soud-off means cutting it off with a gold saw.

You mean you cut the barrel short. It's a way for criminals to do it. Why is it illegal in any country? Shotgun under eighteen inches is also prohibited in the United States.

It doesn't matter because this is a different world, but I just don't want to get that far on my precious love gun, so I assumed close range combat and just bought the barrel.

What a piece of gold and a half this is. 15,000 yen! That's easy! Long live America!

M870 is also on the side of the poor. Any part is cheap.

"... what the hell"

That would surprise you, wouldn't it, Mr. Bal?

"It's what made the one I used for the pigeon much more powerful."

"Is there such a thing... Don't be surprised. You are."

Saran and I will put a camo jacket on top.

"The clothes are awesome again... That's why I'm blind. I didn't know the pattern was dyed. Is that an elf specialty?

"Well, yes."

Deceive appropriately. Both this and the camouflage jungle hat are worn and ready to go.

Mr. Bal, Saran, I will step into the mountain beast path in my turn.

Mr. Bal is just a veteran, isn't he? Walk along the mountain path.

And Saran.

I'm the only one who can keep up. [M] I'm an officer of the bureau......

"Show me where you can see the goblin cave, where you can see it from above."

"I intend to... reconnaissance."

"And then Sin will do it."

"Sin? You're not like a pigeon.

Please don't let the two of you operate on your own.

"Get down."

Mr. Bal gives instructions to keep his hands down and moves forward with the hourglass.

Face out of the shade...... looking down, you were there.

Is it about 200m away? If you look at it on a sixfold laser gauge, 187m away, you're burning a fire in front of a cave, and you're burning something. Twelve of them...

It's so creepy.

Awesome creepy.

Something's wrong with scaling.

I look human, but I have a small head.

You don't even look like a child because of that. The red skin is sticking out, and it's creepy that I'm walking around the fire with my cat back to my forehead tying a stone stuck at the tip of the stick.

One, that's big for a normal human size. Is it a leader?

I've never seen such a disgusting creature. I feel uncomfortable with goosebumps.

"Sin, are you okay?

"Ah...... yeah"

"So? Do you have any hands?

Mr. Bal asks me. [M]

Apparently, it's the rifle's turn.

- - Author annotation - -

* 1. Front sight rear sight

The rear sight of the rifle of a military gun is behind the pharmacy and there are many round holes called peep sights, but the rear sight of a hound gun is on the barrel of the gun and there is only a way to fit the irregular shape like a pistol. Because this presupposes putting a scope on top of the engine department.

Peepsight can be said to be used for more precision shooting because it is also used for target shooting.

The hunting rifle doesn't use this shape because it's decided to use a scope if you want to do precision shooting.

* 2. Slug bullets

Large one-shot balls that can also be fired by a shotgun barrel. Powerful bullets to tailor large beasts, even with shotguns.

"There is a groove cut diagonally on the bullet, and this gets windy and spinning and stable ballistics," it was thought for a long time, but because of the high performance of digital video cameras in recent years, even amateurs have been able to shoot flying bullets in slow motion, it has proven to be not spinning at all. Slug bullets are the same as arrows, they don't roll over because the center of gravity of the bullet is in front of them, they weren't flying straight by spinning.

If you think about it, it's obvious, the bullet has to be straight ahead for that one to start turning, and that would mean that it's able to go straight ahead without having to turn in the first place.

There is no doubt in the context of the development of a bullet called a Sabot Slug that cuts and rotates a rifle into a shotgun barrel, this reality that "the slug was actually not rotating at all".

At present, the statement "wind pressure gives steady rotation" has been removed from the advertising complaint for slug ammunition on the site of all bomb loading manufacturers, and no manufacturer has sold this.